You can't read it, yet; this is a private space. There's a poem written here, somewhere. Where there is poetry, private spaces become sacred spaces. At the doorstep, take off whatever you think you are; it's nothing more than a pair of shoes, and step in. Now you can ask for the promised poem.

To all the Heads of States, Corporations, Trans- and Multi-Corporations, UN; Your Holiness Pope and Heads of all other Religious Institutions; Social, Economic and Political Leaders; all Scientists, on or off the rolls of Monsanto; anybody and everybody involved with, or dedicated to eliminating or alleviating World Hunger:

1. Since you call this “World Hunger”, please explain if this is a concern about all the inhabitants of the earth; about the soil, plant and animal life that makes human life possible, or just human beings in isolation? Continue reading →